Red Rum

Yeah, yeah, yeah (x8)

[VERSE 1]
Time to get ill
My mic starts to kill
Your head is fallin' apart and I start
To rebuild your mind
You're out of time
I'm out'cha mind
Like I said before, the heavy metal hardcore
Back to the groove line
And suckers try to move mine
The Seventh Sign of death
And death to the peace sign
I start to release mine
Now you got deceased mind
Shot another brother for holdin' up the peace sign
I got style, I got class
Try to diss me and I'll beat yo' ass
I don't say, I spray niggas allay
Like I said before, Homey Don't Play
Down on the East Side my name is Esham
Rollin' through your hood
And I'm tickin' like a time bomb
Ready to blow up
Ready to go upside
Another nigga's head
For some shit he done said
A homicidal killer with a nine in my hands
Now you get to ride in the ambulance
'Cause it's murder

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Redrum, redrum, redrum, redrum (x4)

[VERSE 2]
Dig this
A crazy brother on a crazy, crazy tip
Motherfuckers claimin' raw
Boy you'll get pistol whipped
Whippin' out my Mini Mag
Fuckin' niggas up
Bullet proof vest on my chest, now what's up
Doin' it like a renegade
Sticks and stones is played
Who you think fucked up
I got a gun, you got a blade
I'm takin' no shit
Reel Life Product's legit
You're fiendin' for my tape like a junkie wants a hit
Death is at your doorstep waitin' on the one
The devil's in the shell and he's comin' out a gun
Goin' off on niggas like I just based the pipe
Take a nigga's life
'Cause I'm just the type
It's a dog-eat-dog world and I'm a Pitbull
Any nigga jump crazy, bite his ass in a minute
I'm partners with the devil, takin' niggas on a Hellraise
Brothers stinkin', been dead for days
Beat your ass up, and leave you bleedin' in the gutter
You said I was a sucker
Your mother
Now your dead with a busted head
No one's seen or even heard of you
Talkin' that trash you get a busted ass
No one fucks with a murderer

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[VERSE 3]
Homicide is my alias
Niggas don't diss 'cause they scared of us
I'm that nigga that makes your nightmares come true
I'm not dead, but I'm death
Can still haunt you
More like Jason but it's you I'm chasin'
And once I catch you I'm icin' and acein'
Runnin' through your mind like Loki
And the reason you don't see me is 'cause I'm low key
I'm your Saturday shocker, horror flick routine
Showin' you shit that you've never seen
Michael Myers, the crucifiers
My verse gets cursed when worse gets worse
Comin' to get you
When I hit, you're done
Die and go to Hell and come back as my son
Died on wax with the killer tracks
Gettin' so dope I'm like a pound of crack
Homicide is on my side
Suicide tried to get to this side and died
My def jam plays like a boom, boom, boom
Sendin' out disses to whom it may concern
Brothers will learn
I take no time to burn
I murder

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